Page 168 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

She opened the door to find Zach standing there with a grin on his face. “Hello, Anna.”

She forced a smile as her heart fell into her stomach. Not tonight. Please, not tonight. “Hello, Zach.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Oh, of course.” She stepped back so he could enter and closed the door after he walked inside.

Without warning, he slammed her up against the door, face first, and pressed against her. “I’ve been thinking about you since we met.” He pressed his hips against her rear. “My girlfriend isn’t nearly as adventurous as you are.” He brought his hands up to cup her breasts over her tank top and groaned. “God, your tits are fantastic.” He squeezed them hard and she gasped in pain. “Where’s your bedroom?”

She pointed behind him. He turned her around, grabbed her right nipple, and pulled her down the short hall into the guest room, which was the first room he came to. She stumbled as he pushed her to the bed. “Take off your clothes.”

Facing the bed, her hands shook as she tugged at the hem of her tank top.

“Turn around so I can see.”

She turned to face him and then pulled her top over her head. She untied her pants and let them slide down her hips, then bit her lip as he stared at her naked body and rubbed his cock through his jeans. He took two long strides to stand in front of her and shoved her down onto the floor. She winced at the pain in her knees as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He was not a Brother; he had no piercings.

Grabbing hold of her hair, he shoved his cock into her mouth. He pressed in deep, forcing himself down her throat. He moaned as he fucked her mouth and throat.

Anna gasped for breath when he pulled out, but that was it. He didn’t care about her need for oxygen.

“You suck good cock, honey,” he said with a wicked smile as he looked down at her.

She did her best to make sure he enjoyed himself, hoping he’d take his blowjob and leave.

He yanked his cock from her mouth. “Get on the bed and show me your pussy.”

Crawling onto the bed, she sat with her legs spread, knees near her chest. She trembled as Zach removed his shirt and stroked his cock, then closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, calming herself long enough to read what he wanted: he wanted a struggle.

Her shoulders slumped. She was exhausted from the day, both physically and emotionally. But if she didn’t give him what he wanted, he would call Devin, and then anything Zach might do to her would be bliss compared to Devin’s anger. My purpose is in life is to provide sexual pleasure to men. My pain is irrelevant.

Knowing what he wanted, Anna whimpered and backed away. His eyes lit up and he flashed a wicked grin. She continued backing away from him until he lunged forward, grabbing her hips and yanking her back to him. She kicked at him and cried out and he laughed. He flipped her over onto her belly and held her hands above her head as he reached down between their bodies.

She could feel his hot skin against her asshole and whimpered. “No... please don’t.” She wasn’t acting anymore.

Zach laughed. “You’re not really in a position to decide what we do, are you?” As he moved forward, she instinctively recoiled, fighting against his intrusion, and she could feel his intense craving surging through his veins. His hard, dry cock pressed against her hole and breached the opening.

Anna screamed. “Don’t! Please don’t!” She kicked her feet again but just hit the air as he moved deeper, her thighs spread wide. He leaned a hand against the side of her head, forcing her cheek into the mattress, and muffling her screams as he continued pressing forward.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” he groaned as she jerked her body.

He continued his brutal invasion until he was seated all the way inside. He grasped her upper arms and squeezed tightly as he plundered her tight hole. In and out he moved, groaning with pleasure as she sobbed. She didn’t have to pretend to fight. She allowed herself to feel the terror, for it to direct her fight against him. Every cry, every whimper made him happier and increased his lust.

His thrusts quickened and he moaned loudly as he emptied himself into her ass.

He lay on top of her when he was done, breathing heavily. Anna struggled to get enough breath with his weight pressing her into the bed. She whimpered, hoping he would remember she was there and move. After a few minutes, he pulled out and sat up. He spread her ass apart and chuckled appreciatively. “Beautiful.” He slapped her hip and Anna yelped in pain.

He stood and dressed. Anna lay on her stomach, praying he was dressing to leave.

“I’ll come see you again soon, sweetheart.” He turned and walked out of the room, slamming the apartment door closed as he left.

Anna lay on her stomach on the bed, staring at the wall. She didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to think.

She closed her eyes, wanting to sleep, wanting to push Zach’s visit to the dark recesses of her mind where all the bad memories lived, but all the darkness did was drag her back into what had just happened. Loneliness wound its way around and into her heart. She wanted to call Aaron. For him to come over and hold her. But she couldn’t. They weren’t allowed to see each other. Everyone else just wanted her for sex, and she didn’t want sex. She wanted... love. To be held and cared for. Maybe she should just call him and?—

No. She would have to face tonight alone. Like she’d done when she lived with Jack.

Why was it so much harder now?

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